3’s Company – Chris Brown ft. Snoop Dogg

Letra Chris Brown ft. Snoop Dogg – 3’s Company

S.D., O.T
Breezy, Snoop D-O-double-G and O.T., O.T., O.T
Snoop D

I got 25 ways I can get it (get it)
And 20 homeboys that’s fully with it (with it)
It’s only gon’ take ‘bout 30 minutes (minutes)
From the effects that you feel from the bag of spinach (ah)
It’s vintage, authentic, I have no limits
C Walk in the party, let the Crips up in it (let the Crips up in it)
To handle our business, baby, put your back up in it (back up in it)
C.B., O.T., yeah, we back up in it (O.T., ooh wee)
The west coast do the most, take a drag of the dope (take a drag of the dope)
House party like a motherfuc***, full of my folks (full of my folks)
He and dog, O.E. and a couple of P’s (couple of P’s)
Pile of seeds, weed, and a couple of G’s (couple of G’s)
Ooh wee, I got the mic, it’s my turn (drop, dr-drop, my turn)
The roof is on fire, let that motherfuc*** burn (let that motherfuc*** burn)
We don’t need no water if your daughter is hot (if your daughter is hot)
Just send her to the Dogg so I can woop-de-wop (woop-de-wop)

Sexy girl, you came to party
You and your girlfriends
3’s company (yeah)
Girl, I don’t mind, fun times, oh, baby
Let me see you walk, step to me (oh)
This way when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it (walk, to it)
I’ma show you how a real player do it

Skip, skip, skip, skip, skip
I’m a long beach ni***, long beach Crip (Crip)
C Walk the party, big thang on her hip (hip, yeah)
Gun never tiny, you can kiss this tip (muah!)
Handle, got that stick like magic (yeah)
Hit it, let her fall for the silver sand
But I don’t drink it straight, where the Kool-Aid? (Kool-Aid)
Leave a ni*** bloody like bootleg (bootleg, brap)
I’m a northside ni***, stand on my toes (nigga, go)
Sisqó ni***, staying on the hoes (nigga, hoes)
I heard she a flip, ran off her clothes (yeah, woah)
Threw her in the air, landed on the bros (wee, oh)
O.T., S.D., C.B
Get any ni*** say some’, gotta see me (ha)
36 O’s, pair of phones
Double M give it up, chunky

Sexy girl, you came to party (yeah)
You and your girlfriends (huh)
3’s company (3, baby)
Girl, I don’t mind, fun times, oh, baby (you better let me see you)
Let me see you walk, step to me (step to me, ooh)
This way when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it (walk, to it)
I’ma show you how a real player do it

I ain’t tryna knock your hustle, babe (yeah)
You know I’m a dog, but there’s no petting
More fire, more loud, we all gettin’ blazed (yeah)
You lookin’ like twins, both hands, two bodies
One I’m in the sheets, other one her knees (sheets)
Mary Jane’s a freak, and I love Molly (Molly)
I’m tryna paint two Mona Lisas
One black, one white, at the same time
Them strobe lights keep flashing
It’s just me and you two in this room (ooh)
And it feels like déjà vu (déjà vu)
Like I been here with you two, before

Play on player, play on, play on, play on player
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player (members only)
Play on player, girls on top of girls, when we walk in (walk-in)
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player

Breezy, Snoop D-O-double-G and O.T., O.T., O.T
Yeah, 3’s company, baby
Breezy, Snoop D-O-double-G and O.T., O.T., O.T
You know how we do it, we the west, y’all
Breezy, Snoop D-O-double-G and O.T., O.T., O.T
C.B., uh, O.T., yeah, S.D
Breezy, Snoop D-O-double-G and O.T., O.T., O.T
Ooh wee, ooh wee

Chris Brown